— POEM 𝒃𝒚 Maja Milojković
In fields of green, where flowers bloom,
The air is sweet with nature’s perfume.
The sun shines bright, the sky so blue,
As spring arrives, the world anew.
POETRY
— POEM 𝒃𝒚 Baboucarr E.A. Busso
In their dreams, they hear echoes,
The call is from the ancestors;
They have found out,
That the land they tilled well is now well wasted,
— POEM 𝒃𝒚 Richmond Winga
For my legs walk as if they don’t want,
For I throw steps but never reach far,
Just shivering after shivering of my knees,
Whirlwind can even carry me away.
— POEM 𝒃𝒚 Dervisa Grabus Colakovic
Set me free from captivity until I’m gone,
Since my blooms are still blushing.
Don’t take me in your arms,
Only you can help me.
— POEM 𝒃𝒚 Dervisa Grabus Colakovic
Be my spring in the deserted winter,
When everything withers inside me.
Shine on me like the spring sun,
Don’t let me freeze from the chill.
— POEM 𝒃𝒚 Dervisa Grabus Colakovic
Hug me with a verse and squeeze me tight,
Let your pen write our aspirations.
Shower everywhere over me your words,
And don’t ever leave me o’er.
— POEM 𝒃𝒚 Poul Lynggaard Damgaard
The personal approach
is the lie of perdition
The opportunity for dialogue was present,
but was engulfed by own reality.
— POEM 𝒃𝒚 Poul Lynggaard Damgaard
There is the curse upon all enquiries, that
questions and answers are the same.
Time makes you vulnerable, and you must keep away from
— POEM 𝒃𝒚 Poul Lynggaard Damgaard
I hold the skin against my own hands.
The bread bleeds around a neck.
Here there are a thousand phones,
but not enough phones for everyone.
